It wasn’t actually my very first swim of this spring. That happened about two weeks ago — but I’m counting it as my first official swim because last time I was in and out faster than a small fat pony looking for a carrot. Today I swam a respectable ten laps. It was, as AntiGene likes to say, ‘refreshing’, but this time in a fairly pleasant rather than mostly painful sort of a way.
While Deborah and I were drying off Mama re-established herself as ‘Most Athletic 85 year-old on the Property’, in this revival of her 2016 pool bombing performance. I didn’t happen to have the camera on video setting so you’ll just have to look back here to view last years’s full heart-stopping experience.
Us ‘young ones’ upstaged by Mama as usual. ‘Oi ‘ka fefe!*
* translation: ‘Oh my goodness!’